Krista Detor - Lorca In Barcelona lyrics

LORCA IN BARCELONA © Krista Detor, Chocolate Paper Suites Jasmine on the breeze, flowers in the trees Oranges fall like rain and roll along the plain Andalusian spring where the scarecrows sing With brambleberry eyes full of bu*terflies Brambleberry blue, cobbled avenue Colored windowpanes, spinning weathervanes Chocolate paper gown, rubies on the ground Abalone shells clacking with the bells They dance in the street, in the calle Lost amid the crowd, the clouds, The stars, the moon drift lazy in the sky From terraces of bone and purple cobblestone The waltzing angels wish on coins and silverfish Whisper in the ear, lover meant to hear The brush of cheek and hand, dance of moon and sand They dance in the street, in the calle When bells are ringing loud, the clouds, The stars, the moon drift lazy in the sky In flowers made of wine secret stars will shine Lovers in a row the only ones who know Pray you not look up from your gla** too soon 'less the secret stars are swallowed by the moon Or the moon, the moon on the calle Steal the stars from you When the rain in Barcelona Rusts the buckle on your shoe